I've seen myself in the past,
not a successful one.
I've been in deep troubles,
many times I confess.
Not every single minute
wasted without a try.
Not every action
worth the price.
But the past seems to repeat.
It hunts me like a ghost
hunting for a pure soul.
How did this ever come to my
mind?
Was I to blame?
Or maybe it’s my fate?
Questions and confusion,
just made me their slave.
My feelings are trapped,
in the heart of someone.
Everything I hoped for,
seems so far yet near to me.
And here I become
lost and confused,
again..
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